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Luis looked at Lala. The girl swayed a little and caught herself by bracing her hand against the wall.
"What you told your mother," he asked, "that's not exactly what happened, is it?”
She hesitated, then shook her head.
"One of those boys gave you something to eat—maybe you just ate a little bit? Maybe just one seed?”
She nodded again, not meeting his eyes.
"But now you know better, right?" Luis asked her.
"Yes," she whispered, then fled to join her mother. Luis watched her go. Corny watched him watch her.
"Your pixie talked to my brother, didn't she?" he demanded, nodding to Kaye.
"What do you think?" Corny replied.
Luis yawned. "I think we're out of here as soon as possible. I'll show you where to sleep."
Corny arranged himself on the floor of mattresses spread out over what might have once been a dining room. Dave had already rolled himself into a shroud of blankets against the far wall, beneath what was left of a chair rail. Kaye staggered in from the parlor, curled herself around a throw pillow, and fell immediately into sleep. Luis lay down nearby.
Flexing his fingers, Corny watched the rubber tighten over his knuckles. Already the sheen had gone off the gloves. They might be brittle by morning. Carefully, he slid out one hand and touched the edge of Luis's duvet. The thin fabric tore, threads fraying, bleeding feathers. He watched them blow in the slight draft from the window, dusting everything like snow.
Luis turned in his sleep and feathers caught in his braids. One settled at the very corner of Luis's mouth, fluttering with each breath. It seemed like it would tickle. Corny wanted to brush it out of the way. His fingers twitched.
Luis's eyes slitted. "What are you looking at?”
"You drooling," Corny lied quickly. "It's disgusting.”
Luis grunted and rolled over.
Corny pulled his glove back on, heart beating so hard that he felt light-headed.
I like him, he thought in horror, the unfairness of that on top of everything else filling him with unfocused rage. Shit. I like him.
Kaye woke to sunlight streaming through large windows. Corny was sprawled beside her, snoring slightly. Somehow he had stolen all her blankets. Both Dave and Luis were gone.
Her mouth tasted stale, and she was so thirsty that she didn't think about where she was or why she was there until she went into the bathroom and gulped down several handfuls of water. It tasted of iron. Iron seemed to be everywhere, bubbling up from the pipes and sifting down from the ceiling.
Padding across the cold floors to try to find something to eat, Kaye heard a strange noise, like a purse upended. The smells of mildew were more intense now and she could feel her glamour being worn away. She looked down at her hand, green as a leaf. Heading in the direction of the noise, she came to the scavenged-sofa room, where a fire blazed in the grate.
A middle-aged man with short curly hair and an overstuffed messenger bag stood near the windows. As Kaye walked in, the man started to speak. But instead of sounds, copper coins fell from his lips to clatter and roll on the worn wooden floorboards.
Luis put his hand on the man's arm. "Did you do what I told you?" he asked, bending to pick up the pennies. "I know the metal tastes like blood, but you just got to do it.”
The man nodded and gestured wildly to his mouth.
"I told you, the cure was to eat your words. That means every single coin that came out of your mouth. You're telling me you did that?”
This time the man hesitated.
"You spent some, didn't you? Please, please tell me that you didn't go to CoinStar or some stupid shit like that.”
"Ugh," the man said, and pennies scattered.
"Go find the rest. It's the only way you're going to be cured." Luis crossed his arms over his chest, lean muscles showing through the thin fabric of his T-shirt and along his bare arms. "And no more deals with the folk.”
There were so many things Kaye didn't know about faeries.
